The Breeding Grounds

“Is she going to be alright?” the large mare asked, her face a pale mask of concern.

“She’s going to be just fine, Mrs. Cake. She’s just going to be dreary and sleeping a lot for the next couple of days.” The heavily built earth pony frowned as he saw the two foals playing in the background of the bakery. “I trust you’re taking good care of your children.” He asked suddenly.

“Oh yes, no problems whatsoever!” Mrs. Cake stammered while trying to block his view of the two foals.

“See that there aren’t.” The earth pony turned and left without another word.

The baker looked down at the pink mass curled up on the ground in front of her and frowned. “What have they done to you?”

“Is Pinkie back – oh.” The timid yellow pegasus alighted down in front of the bakery and took a careful step back after noticing the unmoving pink body on the ground.

“Yes she is, Fluttershy. They just dropped her off. Do you mind helping me carry her upstairs to her bed?”

“Uhm, sure.” The pegasus moved to roll the mass over and throw her over her back. Pinkie groaned at the slight disturbance but remained motionless as she was carried up through the bakery and finally set down on her bed. “What happened to her?” Fluttershy asked looking down at her friend with concern.

“I’d like to know the same thing.” Mrs. Cake ran a caring hoof over the pink earth pony. “Let’s give her a chance to rest,” her words turning to a whisper, “we can talk downstairs.”

The two mares made their way back downstairs where Mrs. Cake automatically went behind the counter to brew a cup of coffee.

“Oh no thanks, I don’t drink coffee.” The pegasus shrugged and turned to smile at the little foals that were rolling around on the floor at the center of the room.

“Me either,” the large mare followed her gaze before in turn smiling at her two children, “this is actually for my husband. He’ll be up soon and he likes his morning coffee. Plus it’ll help to break the bad news.”

“What bad news?” Fluttershy tilted her head as she turned back to look at the baker.

“How many other ponies have you seen with children?” The question seemed to come out of nowhere. Fluttershy bowed her head as she thought for a few moments before replying.

“None…”

“That’s right. We’re an experiment,” the baker took a long deep breath before letting it out slowly, “to see if ponies really can raise competent offspring.”

“Well of course we can,” Fluttershy found herself insisting. “It’s instinctual; every animal is born with the ability to take care of their babies.”

“They’re not so sure. They’re convinced that the only way to bring new ponies into this world is by their methods.” Mrs. Cake slowly shook her head back and forth.

“Well that’s not right. Ponies should be allowed to have their own foals if they choose to.”

“You’re telling me. Now that we’re in their radar we may not get the chance to raise our children. We can’t afford to mess up once or they’ll take them away from us.”

“How could they do such a horrible thing?” the yellow pegasus’s voice turning to a hushed whisper. “Did you see what they did to Pinkie?”

“The scars?” the large mare’s voice also turned to a whisper.

“What kind of ponies would do that to another living pony? I mean to mutilate them and then leave them in the streets outside their house…” her words trailed off as she knew that the same thing would eventually happen to her.

Mrs. Cake offered a comforting hoof on the downcast pegasus’s shoulder. “It’ll be over soon enough.”

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The unicorn groaned as she struggled to sit up. The rainbow pegasus offered a helping hoof but Twilight was already up on all fours.

“You look like you’re feeling better. Has Spike been taking good care of you?” Dash smiled at her friend.

“Yeah he’s been pretty good about getting me everything I need.” The lavender unicorn rubbed her hoof up and down her tender side and winced as she spoke.

“Now that you’re feeling better can you just heal yourself?” Dash asked looking down at the streaks of red that still ran the length of her friend’s side.

“I’ve been meaning to try.” Twilight closed her eyes and focused her magic around herself. Her horn glowed an effervescent purple that lit up the entire room for a few seconds before she finally let out an exhausted breath and collapsed onto the bed. Dash looked down again at her friend’s side.

“Nothing happened.” The rainbow pegasus’s voice was unsteady as she sat watching the unicorn struggle to sit up again.

“I don’t know what happened, I can’t heal it for some reason.” Her dark eyelids began to rise and fall heavily as she swayed back and forth on the bed. Dash sat poised ready to catch her but the unicorn slowly laid down by herself and nestled under the covers without another word. The rainbow pegasus sighed as she slowly stepped off the bed and made her way out of the room silently.

“How’s Twilight doing?” Spike asked promptly the moment Dash closed the door behind her.

“I’m not sure. She tried to heal her scars but couldn’t do it for some reason and fell back asleep.”

“Again?” Spike groaned. “She’s been trying to heal herself with her magic all day. I keep telling her that she needs to let it heal naturally.”

“She acted like she had never tried before.” A puzzled look came over the pegasus’s face.

“It’s like an endless cycle. She wakes up, tries to heal herself, and then falls back asleep before waking up and trying again. I don’t know what’s wrong with her but I hope she snaps out of it soon.”

“I’m not too thrilled to go in myself after seeing what they did to Twilight.” Dash frowned.

“You go in today, don’t you?” Spike studied the pegasus’s face for any sign of what was going on. He still wasn’t completely sure what happened when the mares left or where they went, but he didn’t like the aftermath of the experience. He also didn’t like the big burly stallions that brought them back afterwards. They didn’t exactly seem to be the gentle caring type that the mares needed after their experience.

Dash shook her head back and forth, her rainbow mane bouncing lightly across her downcast face. “I do have to go in today.” She said dryly, almost as if nopony could hear her. The rainbow pegasus shifted her hooves back and forth as she waited for a response from the little dragon, but Spike just sat there contemplating about what to do with Twilight in her abnormal state. “I have to go.” She said suddenly before backing out of the room. As soon as she was out of the library she took off into the sky where she would be able to feel the freedom of the wind through her mane and the clouds passing over her wings as she sliced through them. She stared out at the afternoon sun after leveling out and soared for a ways. It wouldn’t be long until she would have to go in and perform her civic duty. ‘Has anypony not gone in yet? Somepony I can talk to about all this that isn’t a mindless zombie?’ “Applejack.” She announced to the sky before banking in the direction of the earth pony’s farm.

“Applejack.” She repeated while landing heavily next to the tan mare who was carrying a load of apples across the field.

“Howdy there Rainbow Dash, what can I do for ya?” Applejack bent down to place the bushels of apples on the ground before wiggling out of the harness.

“Have you seen Twilight or Pinkie since they went in for their appointments?”

“Well we both saw Twilight come home that first night, remember?” the country mare gave the pegasus a curious look.

“Yeah I know about that,” Dash took a moment to puzzle through her thoughts, “but I’m not sure about all this. Twilight doesn’t look like she’s feeling too good even though it’s been a couple of days and I heard they dragged Rarity through the streets of Canterlot because she didn’t show up on time. Why is it so important?”

“It’s not like you to ask the deep questions, that’s more of Twilight’s thing. You feeling alright?” the earth pony gave her a sly smile.

“I’m just fine.” The pegasus sighed. “I just don’t like to be forced into doing stuff. I thought we were the free ones?”

“Have you been talking to Twilight? Because you’re certainly starting to sound a lot like her.” Applejack raised a curious eyebrow.

“Well I just talked to her and she’s still pretty out of it. She woke up and tried to heal herself with her magic but it didn’t work for whatever reason, and Spike said she’s been doing the same thing over and over again like they messed up her brain.” the rainbow pegasus prodded the dirt in front of her with her hoof as she spoke.

“Well that’s comforting. So we can’t be healed and end up as mindless zombies to boot? Are you sure you ain’t just hatchin’ some kinda conspiracy plot?”

“Hey I’m just stating the facts!” Dash suddenly sounded defensive and took a quick moment to scan the area.

“I think you’re just a little wound up there, sugarcube. Why don’t ya just head on home and relax for a little bit before you have to go in.” Applejack shooed the pegasus away and squirmed back under the harness to finish carrying the apples across the field.

The horizon had the faintest tinge of red as the rainbow pegasus took off into the sky again, flying high above the clouds until she could just barely make out the outline of the building she would soon be at. The blinding sun was just beginning to set behind it when she realized that she wouldn’t have enough time to get home. With a heavy sigh, she tilted her wings towards the warehouse-like building. ‘Nothing wrong with being a little early I guess. Wow I am sounding more and more like Twilight, I need to stop hanging out with her so much.’

The thick concrete beneath her hooves let out a dull clop as she landed as lightly as she could in front of the doors before pushing her way inside.

“Name please.” A voice came from behind the counter the moment she stepped into the room.

“Um, Rainbow Dash.” She craned her neck as she walked up to see who was talking behind the counter.

“Very good, not many mares arrive early. You may have a seat until we call your name.” the unseen mare behind the counter sounded like she was talking through her nose as Dash stopped her approach towards the counter to sit down on one of the brown wooden chairs. The gray room seemed to give off a depressing vibe as she hollowly grabbed one of the newspapers in front of her and looked at it. “Oh look, Rarity made front page!” Dash grinned as she looked at the picture of the white unicorn being thrown over the shoulder of a muscular stallion. Her excitement was immediately cut short by the mare behind the counter angrily clearing her throat. ‘There’s nopony else here, who cares if I talk?’ The pegasus looked down at the picture of her friend again. ‘I’m sure Rarity had a great time once they finally brought her. She’s always been the one that’s into this stuff anyway.’ Dash sighed as she folded the newspaper back up and tossed it onto the coffee table in front of her.

“Rainbow Dash?” the voice behind the counter called.

Dash looked around at the empty room for a second before responding. “Yes?”

“It’s your turn, please come here.” The voice already sounded agitated. The rainbow pegasus casually hopped off the chair and strolled towards the counter where she could finally see the source of the voice. It was an old brown mare with a large, dark mole resting on the crevice between her nose and her cheek. She couldn’t imagine that face ever looking happy. “Now then,” the old mare began with a layer of annoyance still residing in her voice, “I know you may be nervous and don’t understand why we’re doing this but let me assure that it is all for the greater good and you will understand why after. Please step forward and continue through the white doors to your left until you get to the end of the hallway, there, a gray unicorn will be waiting to give you further instructions.”

“Have you given this speech before?” Dash looked to the old mare curiously. The only answer she got in return was an angry glare. “Well it’s just that it sounded rehearsed and you didn’t even take a breath.” The old mare’s face never changed from its cold glare. “I mean you did a good job and I… just… wanted… to… know…” she cast her eyes down and trudged her hoof against the ground as her words trailed off. She looked back up to see that the old mare had never stopped glaring angrily at her. With an uncomfortable step back, she moved as quickly as she could to the double doors without looking rushed. The white corridor on the other side was blinding and the rainbow pegasus couldn’t help but wince as she made her way past the rows of plain white doors on either side of her. ‘Reminds me of the hospital.’ She thought as she noticed the double doors at the end of the hallway. Her jaw dropped the second she stepped onto the metal platform.

“Don’t be alarmed, whatever you’re feeling is a normal reaction and you’re certainly not the first.” Dash jumped at the voice before noticing the gray unicorn smiling at her from the edge of the platform.

“What is this place?” the rainbow pegasus gazed out at the expanse in awe, looking down through the holes in the metal platform before taking a tentative step forward.

“This is where the strongest and most fit mares come to perform their civic duties.” The unicorn stood at the other end of the platform while she waited for the initial shock of the room to subside in the newcomer.

“Are all those pods… are they all stallions?” Dash asked in wonder.

“Every single one is a different stallion, all of them ready at a moment’s notice.”

“But why do you need so many? There can’t possibly be that many different types of combinations.”

“Actually there are. Every stallion in here is completely unique.” The gray unicorn followed the newcomer’s gaze out at the pods.

“Some stallions would get picked more than others though. What do you do with the rest that never get picked?”

“They stay here and wait to get picked.”

“What if they never do? Can’t you just let them go?” Dash never took her eyes from the white pods that were firmly locked to the wall of the cylindrical room.

“These stallions are not fit for living in today’s modern society. They are only good for two things.” The unicorn quickly turned away and looked down as she realized her slip up.

“Two things? What’s the second?” Dash snapped her gaze away from the pods to look at the unicorn.

“Sorry, I meant one thing. They are only good for one thing.” The gray unicorn quickly tried to recover her words but the rainbow pegasus looked unconvinced. “Well okay maybe three things.” Dash gasped as she realized that the unicorn was about to reveal something that she shouldn’t know. The air grew heavy and thick as the gravity of the situation sunk in and she realized the seriousness that came with the curator’s stern look. A wide smile suddenly spanned the face of the gray mare. “Stallions are only good for three things: Cooking, cleaning, and penises.” She practically sang the words as if they were a song. Dash groaned as she facehoofed at the joke and shook her head back and forth.

“That was bad.” She smiled at the unicorn who now sported a devilish grin.

“Now how about your dream stallion?” the unicorn motioned to the computer console. “Is he tall? Muscular? Long maned?”

“Yes.” Dash replied simply as she walked over and peered at the flashing screen. The gray mare giggled as she set the filters and an abundance of stallions appeared on the console. “How about that one?” the pegasus pointed with her hoof at one of the stallions.

“Really? I never pegged you as that type of mare.” The unicorn grinned at her.

“Why? What’s wrong with him?”

“Oh nothing, he’s fine. I just thought you’d like to go along with a smaller stallion since you seem to be more of the… dominant type.” The gray mare chose her words carefully.

“Hey I’m allowed my girly fantasies just like everypony else.” Dash stared down the unicorn.

“Okay, you can go with him. Just enter the same specifications in the console in one of the rooms back in the hallway and you can get started.”

“Just out of curiosity,” Dash asked the unicorn walking away, “do you have any mares?”

“Nope, stallions only. You can’t breed very well with two mares you know.”

“Interesting.” The rainbow pegasus rubbed her chin as the curator disappeared behind the white double doors.

“I knew it.” The gray unicorn spoke softly to herself as soon as the doors closed behind her and she was sure the pegasus couldn’t hear her.

“Actually I do like this one.” Dash confirmed with herself while looking at the picture of the stallion. “Let’s just make sure there’s nothing better though.” She quickly scanned through the filters for anything interesting. “Scars?” Her curiosity peeked as she set the filter and scrolled through the list until she saw the same stallion she had picked before. A faint scar ran up the length of his left back leg that was nearly unnoticeable unless you were looking for it. “I guess this is my dream stallion.” She memorized the specifications and made her way back into the hallway before knocking on the first door. No answer. ‘Why did they have so many rooms? They probably never had more than one mare in here at a time.’ She nudged the door open with her hoof and let it creak back closed behind her with a loud metallic click. The white room felt lonely as she gazed around at the miscellaneous pieces of white furniture before spying the gray console at the corner of the room. Without a second thought, she immediately strolled up to the console and entered the specifications that she remembered before selecting the stallion. She traced the long pale scar that ran up his leg on the screen with her hoof before pressing enter. The room crackled and the sound of turbines and machinery winding up filled the air as the back wall broke away in an explosion of pressurized gas. Dash couldn’t help but draw back as she peered over the edge of the room into the black abyss below. No pegasus was ever afraid of heights, it was hardwired in with their flight that they couldn’t be afraid of heights, but something about the darkness below and not being able to see the bottom scared her out of her wits. She took a few careful steps back as she watched the giant mechanical claw slip down the center pole into the darkness below before coming back up with one of the white pods. Dash leapt out of the way as the arm mindlessly dropped the pod in the center of the room almost on top of her and sped away back up the enormous center pole as the back wall sealed into place with a series of hisses.

Suddenly it was quiet.

Even more quiet than when she had first entered the room. It was only a few seconds before the pod rattled to life with a system of locks and bolts that caused the startled pegasus to jump from the sudden deafening outburst. The futuristic looking lid slowly raised up, cool fog rolling out of it and onto the ground around her hooves. Dash shivered as the air grew frigid and condensed around her. She watched on as the dark figure of a stallion sat motionless in the pod as everything went quiet again. Dash waited expectantly for something to happen when suddenly the stallion threw himself out of the pod and onto the ground with a massive heave. The enormous figure writhed back and forth on the ground trying to catch his breath until he finally seemed to calm down. Dash couldn’t help but feel a little timid around such a strong pony who could probably snap her spine in two if he really wanted to. Her back legs began to quake beneath her but at the same time she could feel the cool air condensing the fresh moisture between her legs as she thought of the power the stallion possessed.

“Uhm… Hi?” the pegasus’s cheeks began to grow red as she awkwardly tried to reach out to the struggling stallion on the ground. ‘Why the buck am I embarrassed?’ she scolded herself in her head. The stallion finally turned from panting on the ground to look at the rainbow pegasus who took a few unsteady steps back. “I’m Rainbow Dash.” She smiled nervously while pointing her hoof towards herself. The stallion didn’t reply as he continued to stare at the pegasus before slowly getting up and moving towards her. Dash drew back, matching him step for step backwards until she let out a quiet squeal as her tail brushed against the back wall. The stallion kept up his menacing approach until the rainbow mare found herself trapped in the corner of the room. She had never known this feeling before, the feeling of being powerless, powerless at the hooves of somepony else. A shiver ran through her body as she began to feel hot and put her front hooves between her legs to hide her growing embarrassment. ‘What’s wrong with me? Why is this getting me off?’ she suddenly felt more uncomfortable with her own reactions than she did the threatening stallion in front of her.

A sharp gasp escaped her as the stallion suddenly pinned her against the corner with his hoof and lifted her nearly a foot off the ground. She struggled against the force of his rippling muscles but it was no use, he didn’t even budge as she tried with all of her strength to break free. The inside of her thighs grew wetter the more she struggled and the stallion finally looked down to see her glistening mound. “No, don’t look.” Her cheeks grew red again as she tried to close her legs. How could she be turned on by this? She cried out in protest as the stallion reached around with his other hoof to pry her legs apart. His firm touch sent shivers through her entire body as he pressed her harder against the wall before gliding his hoof up and down her leg. Her legs shook and trembled as they hung in the air and she buried her face into the stallion’s hoof to try and hide the deep moan that was building in the back of her throat. Sweat began to drip off her forehead and sting her eyes as she looked up to see a satisfied smirk before feeling a hoof graze across her most sensitive area. She threw her head back and let out a room-shattering moan as the ecstasy filled her and she lost herself in the pleasure that racked her body. The stallion continued to hold her in place dangling against the wall as he moved closer and gently began to nip and bite at her exposed neck while sliding his hoof over her trembling slit. Dash cried out again and again at the feelings that overcame her senses and she went limp as the stallion pressed his entire body against hers.

The rainbow pegasus’s mouth hung open and her tongue rolled out before the stallion pulled up from nipping at her neck to seal her lips with a deep kiss. Their tongues battled inside her mouth but it was finally the stallion’s tongue that forced hers down as he explored the inside of her cheeks. Her eyes rolled back into her head as he began to grind his hoof even harder into her and lift her up by the flesh between her legs. Her body rose up and down as the stallion pressed against her with his hoof until she suddenly dropped a small ways and let out an ear-piercing scream. The stallion was just as surprised as she was as he found his hoof buried deep inside of her. Dash hung there like a puppet for a few moments as her vision slowly returned from the black that had surrounded it and she lolled her head forward to stare lovingly into the unsure eyes of her puppeteer. She continued staring at him until he began to slowly slide his hoof out of her with a gushy sucking sound as her body finally released him. Another loud moan escaped her as the feelings emanated from between her legs and raced through her body. Her eyes glimmered as she stared into the eyes of the stallion and dared him to do it again. Her wish was granted as he slowly pressed up against her legs again and she readied her body for the intrusion that would soon impale her again. The room broke out in animalistic cries as the pegasus dropped onto his hoof much easier this time and he pulled completely out of her before slowly forcing his way back in. She felt her slit struggle to close each time he stretched his hoof out of her and she spread her legs wider to try and take him deeper with each slow thrust.

Her legs began to quiver and shake uncontrollably as a familiar feeling crept through her body and she felt her juices release in an explosive stream against his hoof that was still inside of her. She gargled in ecstasy as the stallion slid out of her and pulled away, letting the flood of juices waterfall to the ground before dropping her into the puddle she had created. A mixture of sweat and her own juices coated her entire body as she lay panting on the ground. She could feel the stallion’s slime coated hoof prodding her to get to her hooves as he readied himself behind her. The enormous figure weighed down on her as she struggled up on all fours and presented herself to the stallion who wasted no time in mounting her and shoving the length of himself into her. She gasped as his cock filled her completely, she wasn’t expecting it to be bigger than his hoof but it spanned much further inside of her and the surface area of it moving lit her insides on fire and she came immediately from the frenzied strokes. The stallion continued to rock back and forth as her body shook violently beneath him. Her orgasms began to stack on top of one another and she lost consciousness a few minutes later.

She awoke to find that the stallion was still relentlessly pounding against her backside, his breathing labored more from the constant exertion than his own pleasure. “That’s it.” Dash threw herself into the air, knocking the stallion onto his back. She hovered just above him with the head of his cock just barely poking out of her before easing her way down his shaft and coming to rest with her legs splayed between his hips. The stallion began to breathe heavily as she shifted forward and back and rode him with everything she had. “I can’t do it.” She said finally between exhausted breaths. She slammed her glistening mound into his hip over and over again but she couldn’t get the same pleasure that he had done to her. The stallion groaned as he rolled her over onto her back and stood over her before thrusting as hard as he could with all of the strength he had left. He shut his eyes tightly and ground his teeth as sweat rolled off his face and dripped onto the mare below him. His thrusting became faster and he held his breath as Dash suddenly felt her insides being filled and she blacked out.